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... ing with unholy light.
Obsidian feathers drifted lazily to the ground, each one buzzing with lethal energy, sizzling when they touched the glassed sand below. Its glowing core pulsed brighter and brighter, swelling with every beat like a second sun preparing to detonate.
The entire wasteland groaned under its aura.
But Sobin?
He stretched his arms above his head, moving his body as if preparing for some kind of long sprint.
"I’ve never actually fought a Mo ...
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